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The Diary Of George Sodini, The Gym Killer

kensington

Alfrescian
Loyal
George Sodini
Age 48.
DOB 9/30/1960
DOD 8/4/2009
5-10, 155 lbs.
Never married.
Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania USA
Me




Why do this?? To young girls? Just read below. I kept a running log that
includes my thoughts and actions, after I saw this project was going to drag on.


November 5, 2008:
Planned to do this in the summer but figure to stick around to see the election
outcome. This particular one got so much attention and I was just curious. Not
like I give a flying fcuk who won, since this exit plan was already planned.
Good luck to Obama! He will be successful. The liberal media LOVES him. Amerika
has chosen The Black Man. Good! In light of this I got ideas outside of Obama's
plans for the economy and such. Here it is: Every black man should get a young
white girl hoe to hone up on. Kinda a reverse indentured servitude thing. Long
ago, many a older white male landowner had a young Negro wench girl for his
desires. Bout' time tables are turned on that shit. Besides, dem young white
hoez dig da bruthrs! LOL. More so than they dig the white dudes! Every daddy
know when he sends his little girl to college, she be bangin a bruthr real good.
I saw it. "Not my little girl", daddy says! (Yeah right!!) Black dudes have
thier choice of best white hoez. You do the math, there are enough young white
so all the brothers can each have one for 3 or 6 months or so.

December 22, 2008:
Time is moving along. Planned to have this done already. I will just keep a
running log here as time passes. Many of the young girls here look so beautiful
as to not be human, very edible. After joining this gym, started lifting weights
and like it. Much info about weight programs, diet etc on the web. Or anything
for that matter. Instead of TV I can Google for hours to relax. TV and most
movies are dull.

December 24, 2008:
Moving into Christmas again. No girlfriend since 1984, last Christmas with Pam
was in 1983. Who knows why. I am not ugly or too weird. No sex since July 1990
either (I was 29). No shit! Over eighteen years ago. And did it maybe only 50-75
times in my life. Getting to think that a woman now would just, uh, get in the
way of things. Isolated. I have extra money and enjoy traveling, too, wtih my
25-30 days of vacation. LA was the best! But going alone is not too fun. Invited
to a party on Christmas day tomorrow. Seems about 15-25 people will actually
show. I like her parties; I can meet new people and talk. Got the next 8 days
off. I should have exit plan done and practiced by then. I know nothing will
change, no matter how hard I try or what goals I set.

December 28, 2008:
Glad I stayed around. All these days off are great. I will shoot for Tuesday,
January 6, 2009, at maybe 8:15. I have list of to-do items to make.

December 29, 2008:
Just got back from tanning, been doing this for a while. No gym today, my elbow
is sore again. I actually look good. I dress good, am clean-shaven, bathe, touch
of cologne - yet 30 million women rejected me - over an 18 or 25-year period.
That is how I see it. Thirty million is my rough guesstimate of how many
desirable single women there are. A man needs a woman for confidence. He gets a
boost on the job, career, with other men, and everywhere else when he knows
inside he has someone to spend the night with and who is also a friend. This
type of life I see is a closed world with me specifically and totally excluded.
Every other guy does this successfully to a degree. Flying solo for many years
is a destroyer. Yet many people say I am easy to get along with, etc. Looking
back, I owe nothing to desirable females who ask for anything, except for basic
courtesy - usually. Looking back over everything, what bothers me most is the
inability to work towards whatever change I choose.

December 30, 2008:
While driving I radio surfed to a talk show. The caller was a 30ish black man
who was describing the despair in certain black communities. According to him,
life is cheap there because you are going to die anyway when you get old. It is
the quality of life that is important, he said. If you know the past 40 years
were crappy, why live another 30 crappy years then die? His point was they
engage in dangerous behavior which tends to shorten the lifespans, to die now
and avoid the next 30 crappy years, using my example. The host got sarcastic and
ended the call instead of trying understanding his point. Agreement wasn't
necesary. I put music back on. But it was an interesting, and useful point for
me to hear.
December 31, 2008:
My anger and rage is largely gone since I began lifting weights. Lifting drains
me but I still have energy. Somebody else suggested running but that did not
help me. I guess strenuous exercise is necesary for a man. So I just learned
that now at 48. Maybe 30 years later than I would have liked. My dad never (not
once) talked to me or asked about my life's details and tell me what he knew. He
was just a useless sperm doner. Don't know why, find it fun talking to young
kids when I visit someone. Brother was actually counter-productive and would try
to embarase me or discourage my efferts when persuing things, esp girls early on
(teen years). Useless bully. Result is I am learning basics by trial and error
in my 40s, followed by discuragement. Seems odd, but thats true. Writing all
this is helping me justify my plan and to see the futility of continuing. Too
embarassed to tell anyone this, at almost 50 one is expected to just know these
things.
I hope it doesn't snow on Tuesday. Just thought of that. The crowd will be thin
so I would postpone. Shit!

Now that I am on the topic of family and people I know, I might as well make a
summary of sorts to show where things stand. This is New Years Eve I have time,
no date tonight of course, so:
Honorable mention:

Tetelestai Church in Pittsburgh, PA - "Be Ye Holy, even as I have been Ye holy!
Thus saith the lord thy God!", as pastor Rick Knapp would proclaim. Holy shit,
religion is a waste. But this guy teaches (and convinced me) you can commit mass
murder then still go to heaven. Ask him. Call him at (724) 325-2655. If no
answer there, he should still live at 439 9th Street, Oakmont, PA 15139. In any
case, guilt and fear kept me there 13 long years until Nov 2006. I think his
crap did the most damage. Their web site: http://www.tetelestai.org.

Mum - The Central Boss. 717 Highview Road, Pgh PA 15234. Don't piss her off or
she will be mad and vindictive for years. She actually thinks she's normal. Very
dominant. Her way and only her way with no flexibility toward everyone in the
household. A power and control thing. People outside the immediate family like
her. Why are people vicious with their closest ones? She is the Boss above all
other Bosses.

Michael Sodini - A Boss, my brother (Mike Sodini) 216 Horseshoe Dr, Mars PA -
Always the big bully, twice the size of most others. When he bullied or harassed
someone, it was the other person who "deserved it". It was always about him. Way
to self absorbed, too. Still is. Used to like to embarrass guys in front of
their girlfriends. Lots of other shit. Kind of guy you actually loved to hate.
The biggest, most self-centered jagoff I know. He took those bullying "skills"
into the business world and is doing good financially. He is a big wheel only in
his mind. Most people can see thru all his manipulation. He calls only when he
wants something.

Sherry - sister - More of a victim than anything. Copes by exercising much
control over her adult children. We used to be close until her control of L & D
caused a conflict. Never the same after.

David - neph, sis's son (girlfriend Mallory Squires). Good young guy, though.

Lisa - niece, sis's daught. Attractive, smart, emotional - all good YW
qualities.




Idiots:

Andy Pulkowski - I have been in barrooms and church groups. The worst people by
far are the religious types. Especially a right-wing, stiff-faced fundie like
Andy. A condescending, demeaning, passive-aggresive person. Frigid, rigid,
linear and totally inflexible. Being a very serious person, he cannot hide his
frown-lined face. He better not try to smile; lest his face might crack. I knew
children of parents who grew up in strict religious homes. Religion has a
certain stink to it of guilt, shame, fear, and that moral standard that always
contradicts the natural tendencies and desires of a person. Therin lies the
conflict. Young person cannot experiment with things to decide on their own and
establish their own parameters. So they tend to cut loose and really rebel much
worse than the average young person. Ma and Pa never know what goes on. They
easily BS their parents because they want to believe their little one is an
angel. Andy has a young daughter Bethany Pulkowski away at college, High Point
University. I saw her picture on his desk. She's your basic, attractive, young
girl. Please reread my entry made on Nov 5th. That's only one thing she can do.
You Andy types out there need to further strengthen your strict resolve and do
more of the same thing! Because those girls were great when I recall my college
years! She is someone's (or many guy's) little hoe now, I am sure.

Another point about andy. How can someone be cold, vicious, sarcastic and
generally nasty ALL THE TIME and then make the claim about their church life and
how good they are? Total hypocritical idiots.
That's all for now. That felt good.
Let's continue...
 

kensington

Alfrescian
Loyal
January 5, 2009:
Was at the gym to lift. Very crowded. Tomorrow should be good. There is a woman
there that gives me a certain look every time I am there. I decided to walk over
and make a comment about the crowds but she left when I finished the exercise.
Better that I do not get sidetracked from tomorrow's plan anyways. Life is just
playing games. One or two dates with her, then the end. No matter how many
changes I try to make, things stay the same. Every evening I am alone, and then
go to bed alone. Young women were brutal when I was younger, now they aren't as
much, probably because they just see me just as another old man.
I see twenty something couples everywhere. I see a twenty something guy with a
nice twentyish young women. I think those years slipped right by for me. Why
should I continue another 20+ years alone? I will just work, come home, eat,
maybe do something, then go to bed (alone) for the next day of the same thing.
This is the Auschwitz Syndrome, to be in serious pain so long one thinks it is
normal. I cannot wait for tomorrow!
January 6, 2009:
I can do this. Leaving work today, I felt like a zombie - just going thru the
motions. Get on the bus, get the car, drive home.....My mind is screwed up
anymore, I can't concentrate at work or think at all.
This log is not detailed. It is only for confidence to do this. The future holds
even less than what I have today.
It is 6:40pm, about hour and a half to go. God have mercy. I wish life could be
better for all and the crazy world can somehow run smoother. I wish I had
answers. Bye.
It is 8:45PM: I chickened out! Shit! I brought the loaded guns, everything.
Hell!
April 24, 2009:
Early last month, we had our second general layoff. I survived. First one was in
November. When I began 10 years ago, that used to be a nice place to work. I
understand the need to reduce staff when times sour, but this is out of
proportion to the economic problems at this time. The economy is shrinking by
about 4-5%. They decided not to pay Christmas bonus - for staff that amounts to
about 8% of yearly pay. Well, OK. Plus no yearly "merit" raise, another 3.5%.
That totals to about 11% cut. Plus two layoffs of 5% staff in each case. Do the
math. I know this firm is using this downturn as an excuse to take advanage of a
bad situation and kill jobs UNNECESSARILY. The second layoff people who actually
did work were let go. We all need to pick up the slack so the company can cut
beyond what is necesary. Wasn't going to mention it, because of all this shit,
it is K&L Gates, the large law firm headquartered here in Pittsburgh. Just call
it K&L Gates Corporation. Most people there are OK and I would never have a
shoot 'em up there. They paid me for 10 years, so far!
I predict I won't survive the next layoff. That is when there is no point to
continue. RIght now, life is bearable and I can get by indefinitely. Something
bad must happen. The paycheck is all I have left. The future holds nothing for
me. Twenty five years of nothing fun. I never even spent one weekend with a girl
in my life, even at my own place. Also unlikely to find another similar job. I
guess then is when I take care of things. I don't have kids, close friends or
anything. Just me here. If you have nothing, you have nothing to lose.
I enjoy writing these entries, I have no plans to go back and edit or even read
most stuff already written. If you get bored, just click that "x" at the top,
right corner of your browser. Bye.
May 4, 2009:
I was so eager to do this last year. The big problem on my mind now is that my
job will end soon. One project is being transistioned to another. The other one
I am solely responsible, but is being fast tracked to production. I estimate
maybe a month. I am not ready for the job market. I am ok what I do, a .NET
software developer. Not at the top of the class, but I do a good job. I survived
two general layoffs and other little layoffs they are having but keeping quiet
about. I hear things.
The problem is I feel too good now to do this but too bad to enjoy life. I know
I will never enjoy life. This is an over 30 year trend. Some people are happy,
some are miserable. It is difficult to live almost continuously feeling an
undercurrent of fear, worry, discontentment and helplessness. I can talk and
joke around and sound happy but under it all is something different that seems
unchangable and a permanent part of my being. I need to realize the details of
what I never accomplished in life and to be convinced the future is merely a
continuation of the past - WHICH IT ALWAYS has been. I am making a list of items
that will provide motivation to do the exit plan, it won't be published. I
always had hope that maybe things will improve especially if I make big attempts
to change my life. I made many big changes in the past two years but everything
is still the same. Life is over. Even though I look good, dress well, well
groomed - nails, teeth, hair, etc. Who knows.
What is it like to be dead? I always think I am forgetting something, that's one
reason I postponed. Similar to when you leave to get in your car to go somewhere
- you hesitate with a thought: "what am I forgetting?". In this case, I cannot
make a return trip!
I like to write and talk. Ironic because I haven't met anybody recently (past 30
years) who I want to be close friends with OR who want to be close friends with
me. I was always open to suggestions to what I am doing wrong, no brother or
father (mine are useless) or close friend to nudge me and give it bluntly yet
tactfully wtf I am doing wrong. A personal coach or someone who knows what he is
doing would be perfect. Money is highly secondary for a solution.
May 5, 2009:
To pull the exit plan off, it popped into my mind to just use some booze. I want
to do this before I get laid off, for reasons not worth mentioning but don't
seem to have the balls. After the gym, I stopped at Shop N Save and got a fifth
of vodka and a small bottle of Jack Daniels. I haven't had a drink since
September 1, 1988, just over 20 years. It doesn't matter now, I need to use it
to take the edge off of carrying out the exit plan. I will be taking some every
now and then to get used to it and see if the alcohol effects will embolden me.
Weed would be fun to try again. I don't know who has any. Life is over, who
cares? I just need to use common sense, can't drink and drive, etc. This idea
just hit me at a point in time and I immediately acted on it. Same thing
happened when I decided to go back to Pitt full time, first day was Monday, May
8, 1989, and to buy the house that closed on Friday, September 30, 1996, to name
two examples I remember so well.
The list idea yesterday is working. I carry it in my wallet and add to it. I am
feeling to good to do carry this out, but too bad to enjoy ANYTHING. My life's
dilema.
May 6, 2009:
I started the JD. About one ounce with some tea to get me started. No big deal.
May 7, 2009:
Went to the gym and did mostly cardio. My heart rate was 117 just from walking
on the treadmill at 3.4. This should be done a few times a week for maybe 15
mins or so to keep the heart active. I sprinted a few times to push the limits.
May 18, 2009:
I actually had a date today. It was with a woman I met on the bus in March. We
got together at Two PPG Place for lunch. The last date for me was May 1, 2008.
Women just don't like me. There are 30 million desirable women in the US (my
estimate) and I cannot find one. Not one of them finds me attractive. I am
looking at The List I made from my May 4th idea. I forgot about that for several
days. That tells me where I stand. These problems have gotten worse over a 30
year period. I need to expect nothing from me or other people. All through the
years I thought we had the ability to change ourselves - I guess that is
incorrect. Looking at The List makes me realize how TOTALLY ALONE, a deeper word
is ISOLATED, I am from all else.
I no longer have any expectations of myself. I have no options because I cannot
work toward and achieve even the smallest goals. That is, ABOVE ALL, what
bothers me the most. Not to be able to work towards what I want in my life. I
believe I am deserve that. I read recently it is called "self efficacy", but who
knows. Is that more psychobable?
May 25, 2009:
I was invited to a picnic, and I went. An older woman there, out of the blue,
asked if I liked high school. Then quickly asked if I was picked on very much.
Intersting why she would ask that. But, thanks, I already know what the problem
is, but a solution eludes me.
 

kensington

Alfrescian
Loyal
May 29, 2009:
Another lonely Friday night, I'm done. This is too much.
June 2, 2009:
Some people I was talking with believed I date a lot and get around with women.
They think this because I showed an email I got from a hot woman to the
department gossip, but it didn't work out. All this is funny. Actually, I
haven't had sex since I was 29 years old, 19 years ago. That's true.
June 5, 2009:
I was reading several posts on different forums and it seems many teenage girls
have sex frequently. One 16 year old does it usually three times a day with her
boyfriend. So, err, after a month of that, this little hoe has had more sex than
ME in my LIFE, and I am 48. One more reason. Thanks for nada, bitches! Bye.
July 4, 2009:
Wow, already late evening. I stayed in all day. Can't believe there was NOTHING
to do today. No parties or picnics. WTF. No need to leave now.
July 20, 2009:
Been a long time since last write. Everything still sucks. But I got a promotion
and a raise, even in this shitty Obama ecomomy. No more grunt programming. Go
figure! New boss is great. He tactfully says when you did something wrong or
complements on good things. Never confused with him. But that is NOT what I want
in life. I guess some of us were simply meant to walk a lonely path. I have
slept alone for over 20 years. Last time I slept all night with a girlfriend it
was 1982. Proof I am a total malfunction. Girls and women don't even give me a
second look ANYWHERE. There is something BLATANTLY wrong with me that NO goddam
person will tell me what it is. Every person just wants to be fucking nice and
say nice things to me. Flattery. Oh yeah, I am sure you can get a date anytime.
You look good, etc. Pussies.
Awwww, wait. I can just start being self-righteous and say I live a good, clean
life. I am holy, that's all Rick Knapp stuff. Hear that you mother fucker: I Am
Just Good!
July 23, 2009:

Wow!!
I just looked out my front window and saw a beautiful college-age girl leave Bob
Fox's house, across the street. I guess he got a good lay today. College girls
are hoez. I masturbate. Frequently. He is about 45 years old. She was a long
haired, hot little hottie with a beautiful bod. I masturbate. Frequently. Some
were simply meant to walk a lonely path in life. I don't usually look out, but
just happened to notice. Holy fuck. I have masturbated since age 13. Thanks, mum
and brother (by blood alone). And dad, old man, for TOTALLY ignoring me through
the years. All of you DEEPLY helped me be this way.
I wish I can go back to 1975 and fix things. Awe, that wont work, big BULLY
BROTHER would assert his bull shit. He was twice my size. He never messed with
guys bigger than 5'10, or so. He is a PUSSY at heart. Remember, Michael is my
brother (we have common parents, that's all) is still a BOSS. Repetition only
for emphasis: HE IS ONLY A BULLY, even at 50ish! Never forget that! Because he
exudes confidence. People believe bull shit if delivered WITH CONFIDENCE. Get
it??
On the same thought, things occured to me today. Michael NEVER had an attractive
girlfriend. Debbie, Barb, Kim, ... then I lost track. Not to say I had any
(execpt Pam, who was about a 7.25). He married a Chinese-descent, petite woman
with no body, no ass, no chest and no personality. She never laughs or smiles,
neither does he. But she is highly intelligent and an excellent cook. I can
testify to that! She home bakes her own DELICIOUS wheat bread! But who cares
about that type of small bull crap? Mike even mentioned when we were visiting
dad that "she's not very attractive".
I don't know where I am going with this. I am getting tired, feels good to write
and get it all out.
On still another thought, I had 20+ years of sobriety and achieved nothing about
friendships, girlfriends, guys, etc. Zilch. What a waste.
Bye, for today.
August 2, 2009:
The biggest problem of all is not having relationships or friends, but not being
able to achieve and acquire what I desire in those or many other areas.
Everthing stays the same regardless of the effert I put in. If I had control
over my life then I would be happier. But for about the past 30 years, I have
not
August 3, 2009:
I took off today, Monday, and tomorrow to practice my routine and make sure it
is well polished. I need to work out every detail, there is only one shot. Also
I need to be completely immersed into something before I can be successful. I
haven't had a drink since Friday at about 2:30. Total effort needed. Tomorrow is
the big day.
Unfortunately I talked to my neighbor today, who is very positive and upbeat. I
need to remain focused and absorbed COMPLETELY. Last time I tried this, in
January, I chickened out. Lets see how this new approach works.
Maybe soon, I will see God and Jesus. At least that is what I was told. Eternal
life does NOT depend on works. If it did, we will all be in hell. Christ paid
for EVERY sin, so how can I or you be judged BY GOD for a sin when the penalty
was ALREADY paid. People judge but that does not matter. I was reading the Bible
and The Integrity of God beginning yesterday, because soon I will see them.
I will try not to add anymore entries because this computer clicking distracts
me.
Also, any of the "Practice Papers" left on my coffee table I used or the notes
in my gym bag can be published freely. I will not be embarased, because, well, I
will be dead. Some people like to study that stuff. Maybe all this will shed
insight on why some people just cannot make things happen in their life, which
can potentially benefit others.







Miscellaneous:

1. Probably 99% of the people who know me well don't even think I was this
crazy. Told by at least 100 girls/women over the years I was a "nice guy". Not
kidding.

2. Lee Ann Valdiserri had my baby in early 1991. Haven't seen her since she was
about four months into it. I knew her sister, Chris, from high school.

3. Net worth slightly more than $250K, (after all debt) as of end of 2008.

4. Death Lives!




© 2009 George Sodini
This should not be taken off the web. It is obviously my view and opinion.
Reproduce this as you wish, in its entirity.
**Copy this to usenet/newsgroups where my voice will speak forever!**
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